"You, fresh from London, which they tell me is terribly gay just now! I want to understand just what it means, your throwing in your lot with the Democrats.

My uncle says, for instance, that you have abandoned respectable politics to become a Tower Hill pedagogue." "Respectable politics," he replied, "if by that you mean the present government of the country, have been in the wrong hands for so long that people scarcely realise what is undoubtedly the fact--that the country isn't being governed at all.

A Government with an Opposition Party almost as powerful as itself, all made up of separate parties which are continually demanding sops, can scarcely progress very far, can it ?" "But the Democrats," she ventured, "are surely only one of these isolated parties ?" "I have formed a different idea of their strength," he answered.

"I believe that if a general election took place to-morrow, the Democrats would sweep the country.

I believe that we should have the largest working majority any Government has had since the war." "How terrible!" she murmured, involuntarily truthful.
"Your tame socialism isn't equal to the prospect," he remarked, a little bitterly.
"My tame socialism, as you call it," she replied, "draws the line at seeing the country governed by one class of person only, and that class the one who has the least at stake in it." "Lady Jane," he said earnestly, "I am glad that I am here to point out to you a colossal mistake from which you and many others are suffering.
The Democrats do not represent Labour only." "The small shopkeepers ?" she suggested.
"Nothing of the sort," he replied.